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She raised her left brow. "You're not pulling that 'she didn't hear what I said so let me play off saying something embarrassing' game with me, are you?" she queried. The question lingered for a beat, before she snickered. "Don't worry about it. I appreciate the sentiment. And I wouldn't...

She'd gotten so lost in her thoughts, she didn't even realize Selene had approached her. So many things were going through her head. Wow, if I danced like this, I'd have probably won nationals in 2016... I ACTUALLY have dancers legs. Maybe if you were this height, people would stop thinking...

She flexed her lips as she looked Selene over, then shrugged her shoulders. "Un-sugarcoated thoughts? Not horrible. My 'mon looks scarier than that, honestly." She began to scratch her cheek. "As long as it's not causing you bad jaw pain, it'll hopefully just wear off in a little bit." With a...

Eyes narrow, she turned on her heels and walked idly back over to the group, keeping her arms crossed. She'd leave Odile to fawn over the psychopath puking his guts up, while she went back to take her punishment for losing a bet. A few, in fact. She just hoped dearly nobody asked her about what...

Odette was silent as he kept talking. She would adjust her head every so often, as if to make it extra clear that she was listening. Her expression remained passive as he ran off to throw up. "S̶u̸c̵h̴ ̶p̵a̴s̸s̸i̸o̴n̶!̶" Odile gasped. She sprinted after him, and Odette shot a wary look toward...

Odette listened to Red ramble on and on, trying ever so hard to keep up with him. She considered herself very smart, and a great listener, but she could not for the life of her understand what he was going on about. It only managed to get weirder the longer he spoke. She lowered her brows when...

She cocked her head to the side. What was this guy going on about? Wonderful? Helixian woman? Gaining powers? "I have powers that make sure nobody would dare touch me in that way again. Why do you sound like you're--" This time, it was Odile's turn to cover Odette's mouth. She pushed her...

Not taking her eyes off of Red, her frown somehow deepened. "Guess I have to drink again."

Odette frowned. She could feel some of her own anger started bubbling in her back, and she felt Odile rest her chin on her shoulder. "I̷'̵m̸ ̷w̸o̸n̵d̴e̷r̶i̵n̶g̷ ̸t̴h̸e̷ ̵s̸a̶a̸a̷a̴a̷a̸m̶e̵ ̵t̸h̶i̴n̸g̵,̶ ̴a̸c̶t̴u̶a̴l̴l̴y̷.̴" Odette inhaled a deep, heavy breath, then took a step up to Red...

"A̷H̴A̴!̸ ̷I̸ ̴K̸N̴E̴W̵ ̴I̷T̵!̴" Odile cackled, pointing at Red. "H̵o̸m̸i̶c̸i̶d̶a̸l̶ ̷r̵a̶g̷e̴ ̶i̵s̸ ̸m̴y̴ ̵f̶a̸v̷o̴r̸i̴t̷e̶!̶" Odette stared at Red, her expression now more dubious. "Kills people? What, like...an assassin?" "W̵h̷y̶ ̸d̸o̸ ̶y̸o̸u̸ ̵s̵o̴u̵n̸d̸ ̴s̶o̵ ̷w̴a̸r̸y̵,̶ ̸Y̷O̷U̸'̴V̶E̶...

“No, but I think you’re talking just to talk, because you want something from my abomination." "W̶h̶o̵ ̸d̵o̷e̵s̶n̵'̸t̴ ̷w̵a̴n̶t̴ ̶a̴n̷y̶t̶h̵i̸n̴g̸ ̴f̷r̷o̶m̶ ̴m̶e̵,̷ ̶t̷h̴o̸u̴g̶h̶?̴" Odile said, fluttering her eyelashes. "C̴o̶m̶e̴ ̵o̴o̶o̴n̴n̷n̸n̴n̷n̴ ̸I̴ ̷w̴a̷n̴t̴ ̵t̷o̴ ̸s̶h̴o̴w̵...

Odette’s expression became pensive. “So you do fuck dragons, huh?” Odile began to laugh again.

Odile's creepy eyes lit up, while Odette narrowed hers. "Why are you interested in that?" she asked somewhat accusingly as she crossed her arms. "A̶r̴e̴ ̴y̷o̴u̸ ̵o̶n̴e̶ ̴o̶f̵ ̴t̴h̸o̸s̴e̶ ̷d̴r̷a̶g̷o̷n̶ ̵f̵u̸c̷k̶e̵r̷s̵?̸" Odile asked quizzically. Her eyes were still sparkling, even as she stuck...

Odile grabbed one of her braids and began to trace the side of her face with it as she looked Red up and down. She slowly licked her teeth as she locked eyes with him again. "I̸̩͐ ̷̖̃c̶̖̈a̴̬͆n̵̘͌ ̷͎̏t̵͈͠ą̵͋s̸͚͊t̸̪͂ḙ̵̀ ̷̘̀ḯ̴̮t̶͚͗ ̸̿͜o̶̱͛n̵̩͛ ̴̘̓y̶̮̓o̸̧͊u̶̺͠r̶̝̾ ̶͍̏à̴̰ủ̷̙ṛ̷̾a̴̝͛.̸̳̌...

Odile was cackling at this point. "R̴a̸g̸e̷,̴ ̴r̷a̸g̴e̵ ̸ F̸̧͓͕̻̘̰͆̑̄́͝Ǔ̸̗͖͆̈́̚C̶̨̡̭̬͔̓͜K̵̞͖̘̬͎̂̐͋̈́͊͜͝Ĩ̴̡͎̮̈́̕N̸͔̗͖̼̱̲͒̐̏G̸̯̰̒̍ ̵̻͖̜̹͆̐͐̈́R̵̗̽A̴̬̩͉͐͜͜͜G̶̻̓́̐̇͂̈́E̵͖͍̼̐̌̀!̶̧̨̟̣̌ Ì̶̳̦̪͓̖̐̇̚T̴̢͈͓́͋́'̴̨̨͚͍̗͕̀͐̔S̶̢͇̱̹͓̓ ̵͉̈̊̚̕ͅP̶͕̬̄̒E̸̢̛̤̪͓̠̝R̴̺̄͝͠F̴̙̋͛̐E̴̛̳͉͗̀C̸̢̗͗͆̌͒T̴̮͐!̶͎̘̮̻̑̉̀ͅ" The laughing...

Odile shot an unnerving look at Hoopa. "T̵h̴a̸t̵'̷s̶ ̸a̶ ̷s̴t̸u̶p̵i̴d̴ ̸r̸u̴l̸e̷,̵ ̵a̴n̸d̴ ̷y̸o̸u̵ ̷s̸h̶o̶u̷l̷d̷ ̸r̷e̴w̵r̷i̷t̷e̴ ̴i̴t̷.̷ ̵"

Odile burst into laughter, dipping back in her recliner and kicking her legs frantically. "Y̵e̸s̵!̶ ̶Y̴e̶s̷!̵ ̴Y̷E̶S̸!̴ ̴F̶͇̏̍Í̸̪̪̆̋̚͠G̵͈̘̻͘H̷̼͓̝̘͙̉̈́̕T̸̜̝̑͋͋͘ ̵̧̮̥̮͈͛̂͗T̷̨͆̏Ơ̶̩̭͉͋̚ ̴̙͎͇̖͆́̈́͝T̷̛̏͜H̷̱͇̃̀͊Ẹ̴̠͍͊̒̀͊ ̵͓̝̖̂̐̂D̴̨͎̦̝̖͋͒̌̅̕Ê̴͎A̷͖̫͇̎͛͝T̷̻̻͑̈́̀͛̕H̴̙̜̤͈̹̉͋̎͝!̴̰̓" she squealed. The...

"Thank you...Rekker? I think that's what it was." She couldn't think straight,

She flushed red and covered her face with her hands. "Thank you kindly, but I'm absolutely mortified," she said, her voice muffled. She dragged them down her face just enough to look at Selene. "Too many musical theater classes, and I still hate Wicked."

She giggled and took it. "T̶h̸a̸n̴k̵s̷s̴s̴s̶s̴o̶o̶o̷o̷ ̵m̸u̷c̶h̶!̸" With a leap, she jumped down off the bed. Upon landing, and flexed her limbs, causing them to crack. With a shake of her head and a hum, she returned to Odette, who was up out of her chair, watching Red fall into his drunken...